I take a pen and I will write
About the story of my love.
You`ll maybe read it one more time,
Then understand the reason WHY.
We loved each other very strong,
We were the lovers very long.
It was the happiest time of mine,
And we have crossed critical line.
The problems started in September,
This month will always be remembered,
The end was later, in October,
I didn`t know that it was over.
The over of my happy life,
The over, saying me: "Goodbye!"
I realised that I was dead:
My heart, my soul - they have been cracked.
And my mistakes were in my minds,
I thought I couldn`t live without:
Without Her, her love, her soul,
Without everything I know.
But time is treating, it is true,
I can`t help loving. And can you?
And I again begin to live,
It`s rather easy, just believe!
You can survive, you`ll understand,
The life is beautiful. You can`t
To lose the only one you have,
Not you will choose: the life or death.
Just save one usefull thing in brain:
To love is not to be the slave!
And then you`ll be the happiest man,
You will be FREE - that is the plan.